From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare

Chapter 266

The room was a study in darkness. Black velvet curtains hung heavily over the tall windows, blocking out any glimpse of light from the outside world.

The walls were painted in an inky black, with gothic patterns embossed in silver winding their way along the edges like crawling vines.

The floor was made of black marble, polished to such a shine that it reflected the dim glow from the few candles scattered around the room, flickering softly.

Gothic chandeliers, wrought in iron and adorned with skull-like designs, hung from the ceiling, casting long, eerie shadows over the room.

At the far corner, beneath the high-arched ceiling, sat the woman known only as the second-in-command. Her figure was imposing even in the stillness.

Dressed entirely in black, her long, raven hair fell down her back in sharp contrast against her pale skin. In her hand, she held a sleek, curved knife that gleamed in the candlelight.

She worked on sharpening the blade with slow, deliberate strokes, her eyes